Jay's Vineyard
Jay’s vineyard never renamed
growing slowly at first
picking up speed after maturity
unhappily and horribly
Jay never reached it
Cancerous dangers
swirled through the vines
of his young body
taking him quickly
thus the name
Jay’s vineyard
Grandpa Johnson
was never the same
wilted and died
like the grapes
that never made it.
Aunt Jen turned
into a wine making
dynamo, determined
to keep the grapevines
in business and productive
She could not save Jay,
but she could save the vineyard.
Jay’s mom
stopped living when he
passed. Stopped
being a person
Stopped everything
Never came to the vineyard
again. Could not stand to see
something that thrived after
he was gone.
The grapes knew
but they kept their counsel
knowing that humans are
not supposed to evolve
too fast. Shhhhh…..
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019
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